Lit.Org - a community for readers and writers Advanced Search

Average Rating

(0 votes)

You must login to vote

The Dance of the Dead
By Quantum

In the darkness of a summer night,
Are the shadows of crosses row after row,
Muted gray in the moonlight.

Soft and surreal from a distant shore,
The faint chords of Jimi Hendrix
Plays for the crowd evermore.

Listen closely, and there will appear,
The rich baritone of Jim Morrison’s poetry
To say there’s been a slaughter here.

One by one, the Vietnam soldiers rise
Young men cheated of a summer of love
In a macabre Woodstock that never dies

Psychedelic phantoms between the rows
Spawned by the soul of Janis Joplin,
With hollow laughter that comes and goes

Like floodlights with a dimming glow,
The moon descends upon the black horizon,
To tell the ranks its time to go.

Until the moon shall rise anew,
To repose beneath wilted flowers,
For a summer of love they never knew.


The following comments are for "Dance of the Dead"
by quantum

Add Your Comment

You Must be a member to post comments and ratings. If you are NOT already a member, signup now it only takes a few seconds!

All Fields are required

Commenting Guidelines:
  • All comments must be about the writing. Non-related comments will be deleted.
  • Flaming, derogatory or messages attacking other members well be deleted.
  • Adult/Sexual comments or messages will be deleted.
  • All subjects MUST be PG. No cursing in subjects.
  • All comments must follow the sites posting guidelines.
The purpose of commenting on Lit.Org is to help writers improve their writing. Please post constructive feedback to help the author improve their work.